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2004-03-18 - 8:13 a.m.

And, still, no one listens to Cassandra.

Let me tell you a story.

Once upon a time there were four design teams who had to produce similar products. We�ll call them the three good teams and the opinionated (bad) team.

One guess that the bad team was mine. The shocking part is it wasn�t me being opinionated.

The powers that be insisted since they were producing similar products, they should save money by doing it the same way. The three good teams said Oh, how wise you are; we will do your bidding. We will be assimilated. We will add the extra design features you want so we may all be as same as possible. We will use Company A because you say it is wise and we say is it wise.

The bad team said We will do it if you tell us to, but there are problems with Company A. They are understaffed and often make mistakes. We like Company B. Also, the design features you�re dictating make this a pain to produce, especially when we may not need them. It�s all doable and we can make it work, but we think it�s a really, really, bad plan.

Much foo ensued. Drama on the scale of keg drama. (We will love our drama. We will overplan our drama. We will argue about the type of beer, how to tap it, where to dig the pit, who�s getting the ice, and how long to keep it. We will argue so long the beer will go flat and taste bitter.)

A year later, my team is still being snarked at for being the sulky child about resisting this wise decision.

Yesterday, the representative of Company A stood up and said We can�t do this for you. We have too much work. We can�t handle this level of effort. You need to rework this so we can subcontract most of this work to Company B. And take out the extra design features � it makes it a pain to produce.

I laid down on the floor and howled for three minutes yesterday when I heard this. After all the foo, after being yelled at, after being labeled doomsayers and uncooperative, it all came to pass just as we said.

Well, no one every listened to Cassandra either.

Then, we all picked ourselves up and went about our business, because we don�t even dare say I told you so. for fear of inciting more foo. But, we did walk about with satisfied smirks because it�s not going be us that has to clean up the mess and return the keg on this drama.

Scribble to Theo

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